He went that way, Peepers. That way!
No, not that way. THAT way.
For mousin' out loud, Peepers, watch the tip of my tail. He. Went. THAT. Way. That way. THAT way!
MOUSES!
*sighs* I'm tellin' ya, some cats' peeps.
MOUSES!
Peepers, he's under the chair.
No, he's under the love seat.
Now he's under the other chair!
MOUSES!
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Earlier today...
James is there! Peepers, James is out on the veranda! He's eatin' kibble but now that he's here, you can put out some of the fanciest of the feasts for him. Better hurry though 'cause he's halfway through that bowl of kibble and I'm not sure how long he'll stay after he eats.
Hurry up, Peepers! HURRY UP! You need to get James' soft fuds out for him NOW. HURRY!
But be sure to close the front door behind you, Peepers. We don't want Saffy Saffron Saffers gettin' out now, do we. No matter how hurried you are, make sure that door is shut tight.
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And even before that...
I'll keep an eye out for James for you, Peepers. Now that it's warmed up to -11C, I'm sure he'll be around for brekkies. Best just leave out a bowl of kibble 'til we see him, though. You know, 'cause soft fuds will freeze solid in this cold weather.
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And now back to the present.
No, not present as in prezzies, although truth be told, I could do with a prezzie after all this palaver, for sure.
MOUSES!
Peepers, I said, THAT way. Remember how I told you to watch the tip of my tail?
Oh, I know! Peepers, go inside and grab the treat bag. I bet ol' Saffron will come runnin' if he sees the ol' bag of treats. You know what a treatmeister Saffron is. And as soon as he's close enough, GRAB HIM. We need to get that cat back inside.
MOUSES!
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After returning with the treats...
He's 'round the corner, now, Peepers. Think he chased James into the backyard. Bet they're both under the deck. Not sure if a bag of treats will be enough. You have any of that chicken broth you made for us cats last night? Saffron's no fool. For chicken soup, he'll come runnin', for sure.
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Finally, after a good half hour...
Peepers opens the door, saucer of chicken broth in paw.
I mean, hand.
Hand... Paw.... Whatever.
MOUSES!
Whew.
MOUSES!
Remember to mask up, too.
WOW! That sounds like ONE AWESOME SERIES OF EVENTS!
ReplyDeleteOK, who is James? Why does he need your broth. Why is Saffy, Saffron, Saffers, outside? Is James inside? Do we need to start caring for James, too?
Oh heck, Mrs H is soo confused she spilled her sherry!
On the plus side, I see Saffy, Saffron, Saffers is indoors, so all well!
I need a nap. Well at least till Sunday, MOL
Purrs from your friend
ERin
oh em COD......KNOT de ole chickn trix......guyz....any thing ta get bak inn side but pleez....knot CHCKN ~~~~~ !!! ;) ♥♥ pea ezz.. we hope itz warmed up coz minuzz 11 iz like CRAZED cold ~~~~ YEOW ~~~
ReplyDeleteThis is what I love about yoor Peep - true to history, she names him Saffron even though he's not a she. Who wants to place a bet that James is actually a Jamie? Well, me and my momma are so excited that Saffron is finally inside, and that James is about to get himself a wonderpurr Forever Home. Concatulations to mew all! Love and Purrs, Dori
ReplyDeleteI am so glad Saffron ran in, but who is James? Might he be a potential brother?
ReplyDeleteDang, I got lost...who is James?!?!
ReplyDeleteMOUSES! That was something, alright. We are glad it all ended with Saffron back in the house!
ReplyDeleteSAFFRON IZ IN DA HOWSE - isn't that the way they speak these days LOL
ReplyDeleteI am glad he's in. He has a great future Seville. * hug *
I'm a little confused too. You need to sit down and elaborate! There are some gaps here. ;-)
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